The second he hears the 'meow' from below him, Randel's looking and crouching down to offer a hand for a sniff and perhaps a pet. He gives the kitten a warm, friendly smile.

"Hello there. How're you doing, little one?"

He doesn't have any food on him, but he'll help him look for some if it seems like he wants something. Otherwise, he's happy to offer scritches and affection; Randel doesn't know why, but the cat seems familiar. Or maybe just cats in general seem familiar. Did he own a cat? He's not sure. Can't tell. But the idea sounds nice.